In a courtyard house in Beijing.
The two old men were sitting under the tree, leisurely drinking tea.
"Old Zhang, we've actually been defeated by a mere young upstart this time," another old man said with a smile.
The old man, referred to as Old Zhang, didn't say anything, but instead smiled.
"The Yangtze River's waves push the previous waves forward, and talents emerge in every generation."
"There's nothing to be curious about."
"Besides, I've already listened to this piece of music."
"It's very good in terms of its concept; the whole piece is performed in the style of a symphony orchestra."
"The coordination of various instruments is also exquisite, especially at 0 minutes and 52 seconds."
"Once the whole piece gets going, it can ignite the passion in people's hearts. Even I, an old man, get excited when I hear it!"
"Let's talk about that poem. The first fifty seconds are used for reading, which is perfectly matched with the exciting musical performance that follows."
"They complement each other perfectly!"
"Old Li, you have to accept your fate when you get old!"
"You know, the piece we wrote together, although it sounds pretty good."
"But you still lack instruments; you can't match the grandeur of a symphony orchestra!"
The elderly man surnamed Li looked at Old Zhang with a surprised expression.
"I never expected to hear such compliments from you!!"
"I heard that the space agency spent ten million to buy the copyright fee for this song and lyrics." The elderly man surnamed Li once again brought up a heavy topic.
However, the elderly man surnamed Zhang did not show any other expression on his face.
There was no shock, no surprise, and certainly no envy.
"That's normal. This piece of music has a different meaning for the space agency."
"If this moon landing is successful, our country will be writing a new chapter!"
"Besides, the space agency is so rich, it doesn't need this little bit of money!"
"However, I heard that a few people in the industry are quite dissatisfied with him, thinking he's just a greenhorn."
"He made ten million from a single song, how did he do it?"
Old Li said mysteriously to Old Zhang.
"Tch, a bunch of good-for-nothings. They're useless themselves, but they're pretty good at playing the game of envy, jealousy, and hatred!"
"That's all they are. Besides using their status to intimidate others and acting like old people, what else can they do?"
"Do you think the people who can write 'Slashing the Japanese Devils with a Broadsword' and such a powerful 'Song of Breaking the Battle Formation in the Moon Palace' would bother with a bunch of petty and despicable people?"
"They wouldn't stoop to their level. He's the first person to dare cause trouble on stage at the Japanese music festival!"
Upon hearing what Old Zhang said, Old Li couldn't help but give a thumbs up with a big smile.
"I have to admire this kid, he's got guts!"
"I heard that he was arrested and taken to the Sakura Police Station, and that kid even caused a scene there?"
After hearing what Mr. Li said, Mr. Zhang became interested.
"What? Your daughter's back from the cherry blossom season?"
It turns out that the elderly man surnamed Li's daughter used to work at the Chinese Embassy in Sakura.
I told him about it when I got home.
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In Jiangnan, Yuan Yi, who had been happy for several days, suddenly felt bored.
For the past few days, the popularity numbers in my mind have been jumping around wildly.
The total number of people each day adds up to a terrifying figure.
Feeling bored, Yuan Yi took a teacup filled with dried sea buckthorn fruit and went to the recliner in the yard.
He lay down on it and spoke to the little elf in his mind.
"Dog Egg, let's open a treasure chest when we're bored!"
The new name for the "Dog Egg" system.
We can't keep calling it "system," so Yuan Yi gave it a name a few days ago.
The little elf definitely wouldn't agree.
This ridiculous name is obviously for a dog; it's an incredibly cute little sprite.
But Yuan Yi was the master! So the little elf went back and cried for three days and three nights.
But it still didn't change Yuan Yi's decision to rename it!
"Master, which treasure chest would you like to draw?"
The little elf flew through the sky and asked Yuan Yi.
Yuan Yi said smugly to the little elf, "Master is a big spender now, give me ten bronze treasure chests to look at first!"
The little elf's eyes lit up after hearing the first part of Yuan Yi's sentence.
It has KIP, so if Yuan Yi consumes a lot of popularity.
Then its KIP is completed very quickly.
But when he heard that Yuan Yi would only open ten bronze treasure chests, he was immediately disappointed!
I'm not sure if I can meet this month's KIP target!
"Consuming 100,000 popularity points will open ten bronze treasure chests."
The little elf spoke weakly to Yuan Yi.
"What a rip-off! You're asking for 10,000 popularity points for a mere bronze-level treasure chest."
"A single person can only give me a few hundred points at most, what a heartless system!!"
Upon hearing Yuan Yi's words, the little elf's eyes widened and her little fists clenched.
"Don't get angry, don't get angry, he's the host, you can't be violent or you'll get verbally abused!"
"If the heart is pure as ice, one will not be alarmed even if the sky collapses; remain calm amidst myriad changes, and be serene and composed; forget yourself and guard the One, and the six senses will be greatly settled."
Yuan Yi looked at the eccentric little elf.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah! I didn't do anything!" the little elf said in a panic.
"I must not let the person in front of me hear the Ice Heart Mantra I just recited. This is not something that should exist in this world."
Yuan Yi looked at the ten bronze treasure chests that appeared in front of him, which were gleaming.
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